There are always many boring people, right? Room 777 of Dew Shui Hotel, Taipei Road, Jiangcheng - in the dark room.

After changing positions countless times, the naked man and woman finally surrendered under the last "heavy artillery general" and turned into a lingering caress.

Young Master Ling lay on the ground, lying on his side, hugging Xu Xiaoya's jade back in his arms. The two of them curled up on the ground that was worn. The sunlight shone in through the gaps that opened the curtains and fell on their white bodies, which looked a little dazzling.

Although it was daytime, the exhausted two men were about to fall again. Young Master Ling's gentle caressing hand became slower and slower, and finally stopped, and a slight snoring sound followed.

Xu Xiaoya turned around, opened her eyes and looked at the man in front of her, and the complicated feelings once again climbed into her heart.

Xu Xiaoya thought: How did you come to this hotel last night, she still had no clues. She only remembers that she was drinking wine at that time? It seems that the answer can only be found in this man's mouth? Maybe it's important? Maybe it doesn't matter anymore. She is just a chess piece anyway. No one cares about a chess piece that has already made a move, let alone her thoughts? However, she cares a lot about what Mei Xiong said to her: That man, just help me look at him, there is no need to talk about any conditions. After doing this, I will free you and live the life you have always wanted.

Thinking of the life she wanted? Xu Xiaoya looked at Ling Shao who was already asleep with her eyes firm. I am a chess piece, so won’t you become my Xu Xiaoya’s piece? Although she is very tired at the moment, when she recalls the wonderful feeling of being sent into the sky just a few times, there is always a figure of longing floating in her mind, and she has never left for a long time.

You are also a temporary person, just for him to return! Thinking of this, Xu Xiaoya got into Ling Shao's arms and buried her head deep in the bend of his arms. At this moment, Ling Shao opened his eyes and saw the woman in his arms showing an unreadable smile.

"I know you are not asleep yet. Do you want to listen to my story?" Ling Shao said softly. He himself didn't know why he wanted to share his story with the woman in front of him?

Xu Xiaoya rubbed her arms twice, raised her head, opened her eyes, and saw Mr. Ling staring at her eyes, and nodded gently.

"I don't have any real friends. It may be related to my style of doing things. I pursue perfection and ultimate. At the age of fifteen, I asked my father to change his name to myself, from Lin Zhonglin to Lin Shaoling."

After pausing, Lin Shaoling said again: "The reason is that he doesn't like his father's name, and the meaning is too apparent. Having "less is more, more is less" is a non-contest mentality. Having sharp means will naturally be the best among people. In comparison, there are more connotations. What's more important is that the three words of the name are pronounced in reverse and can be perfect!"

Speaking of this, Young Master Ling's face was filled with a satisfied smile, which seemed to be his most proud move in his youth.

Xu Xiaoya listened quietly and would say from time to time: "What about?"

She is a good listener, or a very good mind reader.

Mr. Ling continued: "My childhood was originally very happy, but I had a father who pursued power. When my mother left me at the age of 15, she rarely saw her. In my impression, my mother was just the most beautiful woman. Oh! You smiled very much like her, very beautiful, and very friendly."

After saying this, Young Master Ling took the initiative to kiss Xu Xiaoya's forehead.

Xu Xiaoya only realized at this time that he was staring at him blankly when he was in the room. Perhaps entering the inner room had something to do with it? Thinking of this, Xu Xiaoya smiled slightly again, still the same smile!

"After the age of 15, I rarely go home. I hate going home. Gradually, I grew up and became silent. Then I realized why my father abandoned my mother. The reason was that in order to pursue higher rights, he was with a woman who was three years older than her and was not as good as her mother. The father of this woman could pave a better way for him. And what about mother? A simple woman without any background can't give her what her father wants. What if she loves him? Rights, haha! Love becomes worthless in the face of rights? Rights, haha! Sometimes it is indeed a good thing. For example, although this is an international hotel, Room 777 is my personal, which is also a gift from my high-powered father."

Young Master Ling said lightly, as if these were ordinary, but in Xu Xiaoya's ears, what kind of rights should this be? She was a little grateful, and even more worried...

"I don't have any mother or friends, I don't lack anything else. I miss my mother very much. She is a kind woman. From her father's nothing to my birth to her departure at the age of 15, I remember that my mother had never quarreled or made a fuss. But the time she left, she held me in her arms and cried in a hurry. At that time, I still couldn't understand her heart-wrenching heart.

My father shouldn't treat her like this. Every time I see him treating that woman, I hate them once. She stole everything that originally belonged to my mother. I hate them both. My biggest wish is to wait for my mother to come home!"

Speaking of this, Xu Xiaoya saw a lot of pain and reluctance in Ling Shao's eyes. Who would have thought that the cynical little man in front of him had such a sad past. A trace of pain flashed through Xu Xiaoya's heart, and tears couldn't stop flowing out and dripping on Ling Shao's cheek. She hugged him tightly, as if she wanted to give him a mother's hug...

At the same time, in Room 777, the woman who was sleeping soundly on the bed had already sat beside the bed and changed into her own clothes.

The wet look must have just been bathed, and it seems that I have woken up long ago. There was a lady's cigarette between my right jade finger. Among the wisps of blue smoke, a pretty face looked as beautiful as a flower, with a carved outline. There was no flaw in the golden ratio, but there was a look of no one coming close to me on my face. Downward, a colorful scorpion on the neck was lifelike, making people look full of personality and sensual.

Her eyes were staring at the complete wall cloth on the wall, as if she was thinking about something?
Chapter completed!